Cotehele is a Tudor manor house on the banks of the river Tamar, just over the border in Cornwall. It houses wonderful collections of oak furniture, arms and armour and tapestries inside its granite walls. Over the centuries it has been visited by Kings and Queens and more than one bed names a royal personage who has slept in it.
Here is the original photo, before it was cropped, straightened and colour converted.
St Annes Chapel has stood on the edge of town for 596 years and I don’t know how many times I’ve walked past barely noticing it. As a teenager, I even had to walk past daily to school, just around the corner. In recent years it’s been refurbished and although I didn’t go inside because I was dog walking, I could see that the courtyard looks lovely. The chapel is actually the building on the left as the back of the picture, while the white timbered buildings are alms houses. Exeter was a prosperous town as far back as the 16th century, as the biggest city in Devon it was the centre of the county’s woollen trade. Hence the chapel was named St Annes, as she is the patron saint of weavers.
Like many of the oldest buildings in Exeter, the chapel and alms houses were built from red Heavitree stone, quarried less than two miles away, close to where I grew up. Today as I peeped through the gate the winter sun was bright and casting long shadows.
That’s when I noticed the angular shapes all around the courtyard, even those shadows,
The chapel is now part of the orthodox Parish of the Holy Prophet Elias, and its website says that the parish belongs to the Archdiocese of Orthodox Parishes of Russian tradition in Western Europe under the Ecumenical Patriarchate.
This is my second entry for the photo challenge of ‘Angular’ over at http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_photo_challenge/angular/
I walked the dogs in the cemetery today and went by the war graves as I often do. There are still roses in bloom in the WW2 area.
And the memorial for the local men lost in the first World War,
Then I went inside the little chapel where some local historians had set out some memorabilia
The best bit of all was meeting Terry Snow, a dear gentleman who was chatting to people about the war, to mark Remembrance Day this week. He was dressed in First World War uniform of 13th Middlesex Regiment, complete with rifle and bayonet.
Terry’s father, Gilbert Snow was a Lewis Gunner who fought in the battle of Amiens, northern France in WW1, he was injured but he survived, passing away in 1972. His war medals were lost when his home was cleared and sold.
Earlier this year it was Mr Snow junior’s 75th birthday, an extra special one for him. After many years of searching antique shops and websites, on that very day, he found his father’s Victory Medal online and was able to purchase it. Today he wore it with great pride.
I felt very privileged, and emotional, when Terry told me this story, it’s one I shall remember each year on the second Sunday in November.
In the 19th century, granite was quarried at Haytor on Dartmoor and was taken along a tramway to the Stover Canal. From there it went by barge to Teignmouth, then by sea around Great Britain and further. The tramway was opened on 1820, by George Templar of Stover, a long distance footpath , the Templar Way is named after him.
Granite from Haytor was used in the building of London Bridge, the British Museum and the National Gallery.
Trains of up to twelve trucks descended from Haytor, with a horse behind to slow them down. Remains of the tramway can still be seen on Haytor Down. The ‘Relic’ of a truck below is similar to the ones used on the tramway. This post is for the Weekly Photo Challenge of Relic.
Anyone who has been following my blog for while will know that I love to look at the small details of a place or subject, especially when I visit a historic house. Last weekend at Cotehele was a real feast for my eye, so I thought I would share with you. I hope you enjoy this little gallery, click for a larger view and let me know which is your favourite!
Cotehele is a Tudor manor house built between 1485 and 1539, high above the banks of the river Tamar in Cornwall. It was owned by the same family- the Edgcumbes,for six hundred years and is one of the best preserved Medieval manors in the country. They rebuilt the original 13th century property, before creating an even grander home a few miles away at Mount Edgcumbe, so Cotehele was little used and hardly changed over the centuries. The house became National Trust property in 1947 in lieu of death duty.
Today I’m showing you some of the armoury to be fond in the Great Hall.
And some other items I liked.
I’ll be back in a few days with some more photos of the house and garden.